I read this today. It is a poem that Gregory Peck read for Barbara Sinatra at the funeral of Frank Sinatra. Afterward I cried like a baby ... it's beautiful.To Those I Loveby Isla Paschal Richardson If I should ever leave you,Whom I loveTo go along the silent way. . .Grieve not.Nor speak of me with tears.But laugh and talk of meAs if I were beside you there.(I'd come. . .I'd come,Could I but